Jerome FitzgeraldA Chapter by Slender Smile/Husna TayyabSarah Catherine Bellham is strong spirited and takes life very seriously.Vincent Abraham Pal is ruthless, rude and a rascal.What happens when these two are forced into a relationship?Will they get out of it together or will they destroy each other?“Good Morning Jerry”
“What the hell…” a sleepy voice grumbled, “Vince?”
“Wake up Buddy!”
“For God’s sake Vince, it’s three in the morning. Why the hell are you calling at this hour?”
“I think you have some explaining to do…”
“Oh yeah! Explaining…”
A string of curses sounded from the other side.
You might be wondering who this ‘Jerry’ might be huh?
Well…he is the one and only Jerome Fitzgerald aka Jerry. He is the only person I trust with my life.
We went to school and always hung out together. Later we went to different universities because of different reasons but, we stayed in touch. Eventually he settled down in San Francisco working as the Chief Advertising Executive at Mathew Enterprises. He was the source I called to get the information I needed.
And coming to that….
“Jerry…I am still waiting.”
“God Man! What did you expect me to do? Those two are really dangerous man, especially her friend. God! They could kick an elephant and it would die on the spot. What do you think those photographs were huh?”
“Jerry…are you sure you don’t have a leg fetish?”
“Those were the kicks I got when I tried to take their photographs for you damn it!”
“What?” I nearly shouted on phone.
I heard him moving.
“Ow! It still hurts.”
“Wow Jerry! Finally some girl who doesn’t go mushy over your looks huh?”
“Yeah! That was some girl. She was HOT man! But don’t you think the name ‘Anna’ sounds very…old and maidenish…?”
“Anna? But I thought… her name was Sarah…”
“S**t man! Who is talking about Sarah?
I am talking about her friend Anna Cruise. Man! She is HOT.”
“God Jerry ! Not again.” I said exasperatedly.
“Hey Vince ! Cool down OK! Why don’t you come down here and see and talk to her directly? Getting the photographs is tough man. Really!”
God! He sounded so pathetic. I owe him that much.
“Ok! I’ll be there by tomorrow eve.”
“Great buddy! See ya soon.”
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I reached San Francisco two days later.
My flight landed and I went and retrieved my luggage. As soon as I exited I saw Jerry waving to me to get my attention. I went towards him.
“Hey buddy! Oh at last!”, He came forward and hugged me.
“God Jerry! Stop it Ok! No need to be so sentimental about all this and I am NOT some girl to hug so tight. So let me go. Now!” I said through gritted teeth.
He let me go immediately his face red with embarrassment. I felt guilty for scolding him. I was the only one close to family he has after he lost his whole family in an accident in his last year of high school. It had been very hard for him to get over it. But, I still think he misses them a lot everyday and every minute of his life.
The Fitzgeralds were a very close knit family and Mr. and Mrs. Fitzgerald were the people who not only believed that love is the only emotion that rules and wins every ones heart but they made their family bound by lots and lots of love.
Being Jerry’s one and only best friend gave me the taste of this love which I never got from my own family. I miss them myself some days.
I cleared my throat, “Hmm…so how have you been? Looking good.”
We started walking towards the exit.
“I have been burning enough calories to maintain. You don’t look so bad yourself.”
“Hey Thanks! Girls?”
“Nah! Have a new product lined up for release next month. Have been working on it for the past 6 months. Expecting huge success and I am pinning high hopes on it. It may take the company places.”
“Wow! Sounds interesting.”
We reached the parking lot.
“Hmm…yeah . Stay here. I’ll get my darling!”. He winked and left.
Jerry has always been passionate about cars. But calling them darling? I shook my head at his craziness.
I was there waiting barely 5 seconds when a honk sounded continuously from behind, blasting my ears literally.
I’ll have to get them examined later. The honk sounded continuously.
“What the hell…?” I turned.
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